The Unrivaled Liu Fusheng

"So it's Young Master Lin Yi!"

Seeing Lin Yi's face, Liu Fusheng suddenly smiled, his fleshy cheeks bunching up just like they did during the day.

However, at this moment, there was no trace of the benevolent, Maitreya-like expression from earlier. Instead, illuminated by the firelight, he appeared somewhat sinister and terrifying:

"Did Young Master Lin Yi see what just happened?"

"No."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi immediately denied it:

"This mountain bandit and I had only just started fighting and arrived here. When we got here, we found the warehouse already engulfed in flames. As for who started the fire, I know nothing."

"But as the manager of this branch of Wang's Pharmacy, Steward Liu, you've arrived here now, likely because you saw the warehouse on fire and came to inspect and help put it out, right?"

"Clap, clap, clap!"

Hearing Lin Yi's explanation, Liu Fusheng clapped his hands with a smile, his face showing approval:

"Good! Good! Young Master Lin Yi is indeed a prodigy of Guangling Martial Academy, truly extraordinary."

"Not only is your strength formidable at such a young age, but your wisdom, methods, and adaptability are also incredibly sharp. You're far better than I was back then!"

"I remember when I was your age, Young Master Lin Yi, I was still overjoyed that I had just entered Ninth Grade and my instructor favored me, adding two taels of silver to my monthly wages! I am truly far inferior to you, Young Master Lin Yi!"

"But it's a pity. The smarter you are, Young Master Lin Yi, the more I cannot let you live today! Otherwise, I, Liu, will likely not be able to sleep soundly at night in the future!"

As he spoke, the smile on Liu Fusheng's face slowly faded, and wisps of terrifying killing intent began to bloom from his small, bean-like eyes.

"Steward Liu, are you really going to make a move on me?"

Hearing this, Lin Yi's expression also turned icy:

"Not to mention whether you can defeat me, even if your strength is great and you truly kill me."

"But I am a disciple of the Martial Academy! As soon as I die, Guangling Martial Academy will surely investigate thoroughly. Do you think you can escape then?"

"And if you don't believe what I said earlier, you can ask this mountain bandit. The two of us really only just arrived here. We truly saw nothing."

Lin Yi explained.

He genuinely did not want to become enemies with Liu Fusheng at this juncture. Not to mention the Black Wind Stronghold bandits who could appear at any moment, just based on Liu Fusheng's previous abnormalities and his current actions, this fat shopkeeper, who appeared to only have Seventh Grade Mid Stage cultivation, was definitely not as simple as he seemed on the outside.

Moreover, Lin Yi clearly remembered that Liu Fusheng had inquired about his strength when they were drinking earlier tonight.

Although he hadn't said anything himself at the time, those guards from the Medicine Escort Team, in their eagerness to brag, had directly told Liu Fusheng his strength.

Given this situation, for him to still want to make a move on him now, setting aside the impossible assumption that Liu Fusheng was an idiot, he must have some extremely terrifying trump card in his hand!

Therefore, if he were to fight him now, it would definitely not be a good thing for him.

Lin Yi's mind raced, constantly thinking, trying to find a way to force Liu Fusheng to retreat.

On the other side, Liu Fusheng smiled and shook his head upon hearing Lin Yi's explanation:

"It's not important anymore! Not important anymore!"

"I don't care if you saw it or pretended not to see it, you will both die tonight."

"Because I always believe that only the dead can keep secrets forever!"

"Whoosh!"

Before Liu Fusheng could finish speaking, he suddenly flicked his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, a green slender soft sword appeared in his hand.

Immediately, he moved his feet. Although his body was incredibly fat, he was now more agile than a leopard. With a single sword strike, he attacked Lin Yi and that late Seventh Rank mountain bandit.

"Not good! Danger!"

Seeing Liu Fusheng's sword strike, Lin Yi's brow twitched. He felt a great sense of threat surge into his heart. He quickly moved his saber, shaking off the late Seventh Rank mountain bandit.

At the same time, he tapped his foot and, like an incredibly light butterfly, instantly retreated more than ten meters.

And at this moment--

"Ah!"

A scream rang out. The mountain bandit left behind had no power to resist Liu Fusheng's sword strike. In almost an instant, his forehead was pierced by the sword, and he died immediately!

"Late Seventh Rank, Seventh Grade Martial Skill Perfection!"

Seeing the power of Liu Fusheng's sword strike, Lin Yi's expression became extremely grim.

He had long guessed that Liu Fusheng's strength was not simple, but Lin Yi hadn't expected him to be this not simple!

Seventh Grade Martial Skill Perfection. This level of martial skill attainment was comparable to his own Sixth Rank Perfection Bright Moon Saber Art. Even among peak Seventh Rank martial artists, only a very small number could possess it.

As for being Late Seventh Rank, this cultivation level was still quite terrifying, even if it was a considerable distance from that fearsome martial skill attainment. It was still two small realms higher than him!

Considering everything, Liu Fusheng's strength was definitely comparable to the most ordinary early Sixth Rank experts, far surpassing him.

With such strength, even if his Bright Moon Saber Art was best at defense, he probably wouldn't be able to last a hundred moves against Liu Fusheng!

"Run!"

With a thought, Lin Yi immediately turned and fled.

However, his escape direction was not outside the pharmacy, but towards the center of the pharmacy.

Because there, Late Sixth Rank expert Wang Chuan was in a fierce battle with another Sixth-Rank expert, a burly man wielding a hammer.

Besides them, there were also other Peak Seventh Rank and Sixth-Rank Martial Artist Mountain Bandits.

As long as he could escape there, Liu Fusheng would absolutely not dare to attack him again.

Conversely, if he were to flee outside the apothecary, and were once caught by Liu Fusheng, he would truly be as good as dead!

"Trying to escape? In front of me, can you escape?"

Seeing the direction Lin Yi was fleeing, Liu Fusheng immediately understood Lin Yi's objective. He let out a cold laugh, his feet moved, and his speed was even three parts faster than before. Like a ghostly phantom, he caught up to Lin Yi in a few breaths.

"Die!"

Liu Fusheng softly grunted, and the soft sword in his hand thrust out like a venomous snake ready to devour, aiming straight for Lin Yi's neck.

Feeling the powerful gust of wind attacking from behind, Lin Yi had no choice but to stop. He turned his saber and slashed towards the gust of wind.

"Clang!"

The long saber collided with the soft sword, and a powerful force immediately struck from the other side.

Under this force, Lin Yi's body trembled, and his figure became unstable. He was blasted back seven or eight steps before he finally stopped.

The moment Lin Yi stopped, on the other side, Liu Fusheng flicked his soft sword. The soft sword instantly transformed into a terrifying sword light, and he fiercely attacked Lin Yi again.